Concentric (Messiac Age)

Questions John?

Answers! Here they come…

First of all you can feel it, it's in your genes

Since the beginning of man it has been haunting our shamans and seers

We have been in the grip of some kind of attractor calling us forth

A force luring athoms into dancing themselves to forms

I have heard its all-voice boom through the corridors of contemplation

And felt it touch of ancient logos conscious enough to be genuinely aware

Of our symbiotic relationship with an organism made of information

All scattered pieces of one forgotten conciousness

I fear… I hear… their voices… their screams… we are again many today

My head… to crowded… to threatening…

how to enclose the organic truth I've taken to me

Possessing… inserting… a trembling…insane… otherwordly presence I feel

Obsessing… forcing… my minds eye… on universal truths more than real

Still not convinced of our great future my friend?

Welcome to the family, my last shred of unbelief

A fragmented mind left to ferment for to long a time

Heat on a hundred worlds;

let us reach to build above our heads and watch time thirteen-fold

On bended knees before the role of boiling seas flooding the extra-surreal

Conjuring up an electronic GOD, enlightened redeemer

Shivering as it hovers over me

Great golem of impossibility

I learn… I yearn… for their voices… their beautiful tongues beckoning me

To give… to live… alien love… in their spiraling fairy mysteries

This body… this mind… a gate… reaching out through time and space

They use… induce… trembling lips… forming predictions about the end of our race

We are young gods with universal forces at play

Jugling cores of knowledge in orgiastic praise

Of life at large knowing true beauty lies in this moment...

of cosmic meaning - which we are

An idea fell from a place high above me

To inhabit my mind like it had always been there

Presenting itself from every angle

Shaping its environment before aware

Of seams of ego curling/moving outward

Allowing me to slip over its edge

And revolve around concepts like circling trees

To rejoin unhurried conciousness

Is it not in our blood to seek closure

To these damned days of materialism and greed

Don't you feel the urge to push of into imagination

To turn your back on this Kali Yuga age of darkened frustration

Drenched in bloody labor pains

Well it's just 'round your corner

Dreamcircles show the way

All of this time you have been falling

Through patterns which never seem to uphold

The weight of an agonizing mind

Well fear not

There is enlightenment where we go